The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Secretly watching as they
Gossip about me.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Making up lies
To try and be popular.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
As I think and wonder
Why do I live
In this ruined world?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sea Salt A Villanelle
- Angels By The Door by William Barnes
- Олег Григорьев – Я спросил электрика Петрова
- The Cold Heaven by William Butler Yeats
- Virgin In A Tree by Sylvia Plath
- To The Nameless Soldier
- Mussel Hunter At Rock Harbor by Sylvia Plath
- Martha Washington by Sidney Lanier
- Владимир Маяковский – Близится сушь… (Главполитпросвет №184)
- Robert Burns: Address To The Deil:
- Detached Living by P.J.Reed
- Surf Song
- Bluebeard by Sylvia Plath
- Виктор Шамонин-Версенев – Весёлый воробей
- From The Greek Of Julianus by William Cowper
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
